Another Untitled Poem

by *Stefani*   Jul 10, 2006


I always tend to ask myself why
Why do i have an alcoholic father
& doesn't bother
To at least try and stop for his three kids
Who his love they really need
I'm tired of being treated like this
I have no freedom
but when it comes to the little one
Oh, she can do whatever she want
I cant even go outside
Without him asking me where & why
Lord please let summer go by fast
let me just go to class
where i don't have to worry about him trying to whoop my a**
I'm so tired of crying
I bet it'll be so worth my dying
What did I do to get the worst father ever
My love & respect for Jose Luis V. is gone
Once again I lost & you won

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